A quick writing after sitting down with two old friends. The moment was a Real spot in Time and afterwards i sat and savored what had taken place. Sitting in front of i were two artists of power and heart who ive been blessed to share a good part of this journey's path with. Strengthened and encouraged to see their walk and where they now stand. Being with them again brought back and renewed a part of who I am. As if my Spirit needed to be near theirs for clear recall. We discussed this current project and shared Words on the stirring of a Movement. Bishop Nii & The Entity

My Bros

from the Beginning

this journey

Savor a moment

Mass Encouragement

Strong fellowship

reviving personhood

& purpose

I shared I heart's

understanding

of I & I purpose

Agreement in prayer

Too great a point in

time for I to

contemplate

No photo or shared mixtape

Forgot as I was caught

in Kiros

Another time then

All in Your timing.

May I rest in Your presence.

Recognize Your breath.

The Necessity of Remembering.

Those who fought for Freedom.
Walked through the aisles of crosses and stars.
Silence and lifting a soldier in prayer as he mourned his friends.
The weight of Freedom.

Days later another soldier came to higher-ground to lift i up.
We remembered his Grand Father's heroics in the second world war.
I recalled how Dad worked two-full time jobs when I was a child,
His laughter, generosity, and change of heart...


Walking this path...learning to fight for Love's sake.

Be FREE...and follow your Destiny

oh my papa...that place where we will meet.

Taking steps to regain strength after this loss.

I & I look forward to stepping back into writing and sharing stories.

Yah Blessings!

Big Ups on This Jah Riddim

A Break in the Thawed Past

This morning i meant to sit in the Word on some disciplined vibration.
Instead i opened an old black book and stepped into contemplation.
I had put it in a black bag to bring to story telling with our small Tribe last night. It was left at home and so i shared without it. Spoke about when You brought i to the arctic for a cold, isolated season of i life. What you worked and began in i Spirit. Learning of the purpose and mission on this rotating spot. It was fresh...refreshing, despite not mentioning how snow affects me when it falls, the laughter we shared hauling heaving crates, the violence, or how hard it was for i to forgive i mistakes.

and that book...and what was written. What You re-awaken.
Old poems of purpose.
Writ words of resolution.
The future's hopes already spoken.
Despair and self examination.
What You were doing...and what i was running from.
That Ice we broke through with new brethren...
And i wonder if i will see them again.
And their death.
And i purpose.

Indeed, the future is written...
Yet to be created
Waiting on our decisions
Stand Up and Fight...
LOVE






Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the desert
and streams in the wasteland.

Isaiah 43:18-19

Under Heavy Clouds?...Must Skank and Smile

That Nine to Five

hmmm

So balancing work, art, people and seeking You is tough...but i trust.

Time will be found/made soon yo.
...but this is all thats available tonight!
1LOVE

Solid Rock i Stand

Ironed Shirt

AN IRONED SHIRT

Not a Searching Spotlight
But a Bright Walking Lion
Waking before all SolarLights
can Break Past Clouds and Shadows
yawNS are ROArs
& Pain gets Smiled at
quick Flicked Halogens
Winter Winds are
Howling
Blue Mountain Brewing
And were Shaking OFF
Shady Dream States
for Clean BreakFast Plates
and Fresh SHower WaterWays


(wrote this one in the cold watching cats on skates and feelin the chill)

Getting ready for the 2nd day of work this morning, I realized that the brown shirt I had planned to wear was wrinkled at the bottom of the basket. Putting it ontop of the board and plugging in the iron brought this song to mind. Max speaks of putting on his Iron shirt before he chases the devil out of earth. The song rings out in dancehalls around the world and quickly calls all knowers and movers onto the dance floor. Its a heavy piece talking about finding and routing out that old spirit of confusion, lies and hatred etc. As I ironed my dress shirt, it was comforting/encouraging to know that despite making this tough transition into the work world, I was putting on this Ironed shirt for a similar purpose. ...of course this was not quite as clear during my training session about stretching. Well, i guess you need to stretch before chasing...

A Call to the Forest

This morning,
I have drawn out the map and plotted the course.

I have been called to the Forest.
The first step in this newest of adventures.
A half year in the Arctic ice.
Five years of training in the Sea.
A month in Africa testing the abilities...
A half year of waiting and patience.

Preperations made to follow my Master's lead.
Time to move on this.

A Point to Begin

Welcome to Pleznt Place yo!

I, Joel Pleasant the travelling Word'sMan, will use this spot as a means to chronicle I journey thoughout this fine world of ours. I pray this story I live will, like MosDef said, " shine Your light on the world"! (as Around the World by DP plays on the random setting) Best effort will be made to keep consistent and creative. Help and building-comments along the way are encouraged and appreciated. EnJoy!

PeaceLoveBless